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The Phantylia fight was nothing easy and serene. Dan Heng (Imbibitor Lunae) fought alongside Jing Yuan, The Grand General of the Xianzhou Luofu. She would flash her fingers and kick any fighter, or she would swing her fan gracefully yet painfully. Sometimes she'd aim for Jing Yuan so that she'd have branches embrace him tightly, almost suffocating him, leaving some deep wounds.
Phantylia has done such a powerful strike, took our beloved General and crushed him in the blink of an eye, and she let him hit the ground from a high distance.
Fortunately, Dan Heng was quick to catch The General, but he was still badly hurt, many but small wounds and injuries in his body, some deeper than the others, some sharper than others.
The Astral Express were all by a side, the doctor which was no one else than Bailu, Fu Xuan and all the Cloud Knights.
Ever since the battle has finished everyone got checked up, some had small injuries and not in such an urgent need of help and care Jing Yuan needed.
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The General was treated by no one else but the famous doctor, Bailu. She has healed the small wounds as best as she could, but the deeper ones needed more time to patch up and heal.
Jing Yuan had no activity, no duty, no nothing to do and keep him occupied for the long time that he was gonna have to sit in bed for. The poor man couldn't even walk without pain and losing his breath, causing him to sit down and lay back for a long time. It would be
During the battle when Phantylia The Undying was getting ready to hit the last and probably killing blow, he was thinking and remembering. Thinking of his lover, what was he doing now? Was he on a mission? Was he troubled? Was he hurt? And he'd think of the sweet nights when the dark blue haired man would sit at his window and slowly make his way in, laying next to The General in his classy bed. All the nights they have spent together, all those nights and memories would both heal and tear his soul apart.
He was thinking once again of Blade. Laying in his glamorous bed, looking at the ceiling.
Speak of the devil. A knock on the window.
He quickly turned his head around and saw a dark figure. Blade.
Jing Yuan's face lightened so brightly and wore a very big and heavenly smile as he said, "Blade. Come in." He was so so so happy that Blade came to see him, it was insane.
The Stellaron Hunter opened the window quietly and made his way in, placed his stained sword on the side, leaning it on one of the golden walls of the room, and got closer to the bed, closer to The General.
"Jing Yuan." His raspy voice could be heard. "I heard you fought Phantylia The Undying.. and that you are hurt." His voice got calmer and calmer.. even softer!?
"Oh, my dear, come closer." The General extended his arm in Blade's direction, as an invitation. Jing Yuan was firstly so in love and secondly.. he felt so much. Appreciation, devotion, fondness, tenderness. So much in such a small act. He would always yearn and linger for the other man's attention whenever he saw him, and thankfully he'd get it.
Blade said nothing, climbed in bed next to his lover and turned to look at him. He raised an arm, his palm now brushing over Jing Yuan's white hair, and stopping on his face, on his cheek. There was more than just a glimmer of softness and tenderness in Blade’s gaze, and the way he would caress Jing Yuan’s skin.. all of it was heavenly, almost something he didn’t think he would ever see the Stellaron Hunter do. What a sight. What an imagine. Was he dreaming? Was this all an illusion? It was so soothing, almost too good to be real.
"I have no missions. Therefore I can sit for a little while,..more." Blade didn't look in the other man's eyes, he felt like he couldn't. Instead, he was looking at his hair and perhaps his neck.
Jing Yuan smiled softly, both with his mouth and with his eyes. All his pain would disappear whenever Blade was there. This time, it looks like Blade was the one who did the talking, and the acts. Jing Yuan thought it was a dream.
The Stellaron Hunter came even closer to Jing Yuan's face, pressing a loving kiss on his forehead, and cupping his face warmly, lovingly. He then carefully and slowly took the other man's head, and placed it in the crook of his neck. Jing Yuan was breathing, indeed. It was a little hard, but he was fighting. Especially now. Blade embraced the man carefully, his hands now on the light haired man's back, drawing senseless drawings and circles. The General's breath smoothened out and calmed down, making him feel less pain.
Usually it was Jing Yuan to be a warm shoulder, a comfort person, someone who would offer you tea, a warm place. Today it was Blade.
''There is nothing I can offer you sadly." Blade said in a harsh but sweet tone, slowly and quietly not to startle the other man.
"You are already offering enough and everything."
Blade started playing with Jing Yuan's red ribbon that kept his beautiful white hair in a high ponytail, slowly pulling it out and the man's hair now being loose.
"..it feels like home every time you are here." Jing Yuan's tone was full of comfort and in every single one of those words you could hear, and he shifted even closer to Blade, if that was even possible anymore.
Even if Jing Yuan's pain wasn't as cruel as before, he still felt like the world was laughing at him and holding hope of life on his throat. Blade was there to shield him.
And another, certain someone, joined!
"Mimi.. my beloved, come here." Said Jing Yuan in a low voice, patting the bed so his company could join them. Of course Mimi was more than happy to hop on the bed, she hit Blade's shoulder playfully with its soft face and then lay down at their feet.
Everything was quiet and soothing, Mimi's purring was soft and calming, and so all three of them drifted into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Jing Yuan expected to not meet Blade in his room again, except he was still there, keeping him in a warm and a lovely tight embrace, still in a slumber of dreams.